Ok, so I would like to say that Marion and the Sheriff are still dating, I'm just having trouble figuring out where to put them. There hasn't been much Stiles time, so her part has drifted to beyond the background.

The two tortured children were in the hospital. They had yet to really wake up. A feeding tube had been put in for both of them. They apparently had only been receiving the bare minimum nutrients to keep them alive for at least a year, the older boy possibly much more.

The Sheriff didn't want to do this, but he couldn't think of any other options. "Hey, Stiles, do you want to help me with some police research?"

The Sheriff knew it was only a day since the kids had been tortured, but he needed help.

Stiles' eyes were wide. "What can I do? You never let me help. I have to force information from you."

The Sheriff replied, laughed and said, "I need help going through the missing persons database. I can't assign another officer to do it, and it is technically open to the public. So, will you help me?"

Stiles' face went cold with fierce determination. "Let's find those kids families if they have any."

The Sheriff replied, "They must have parents somewhere."

Stiles said, "They're kids of werewolves that the Klan caught. Their parents are dead."

The Sheriff shivered. The idea that his son was part of a world where this happened was… terrifying. It finally sunk in how serious a situation he had put his son in. Then again, Stiles was already a part of it.

Stiles said, "I'll call Danny to see if he can help. And Allison seems pretty keen on helping those kids too. Lydia can help figure out all sort of stuff. Scott won't be too much help. Isaac seems shaken by the torture, so no on him. Derek's healing and Jackson's parents are on lock down over bearing mode. Do you have the medical files on them, of all known information?"

The Sheriff said, "Melissa was kind enough to get me a copy."

Stiles called Danny, Allison, and Lydia to see if they could come over and help. They all came.

Several hours later, they had not had much luck. All they knew for sure was that a 3-4 year old, with auburn hair and grey eyes, was missing, along with a raven haired Indian or Pakistani 8-10 year old with brown eyes.

Lydia then said, suddenly, "They're older than they look! They were seriously malnourished, so their growth was minimal, giving them a decreased apparent age."

After another hour, Stiles was fairly sure they had found the right kids. The younger one was Samuel Octavius Woolf, age 5, the youngest of 8, all "missing" presumed dead for over a year. So were his numerous uncles, aunts, and cousins. The West Virginia based Woolf Pack was gone, and this boy was a complete orphan. Unless the Pack did something, he would be a foster child. The older boy, Poornachandra Birendra Kapoor, age 12, was from North Carolina. Most of his family was gone, but he did have a surviving adult cousin in the States.

Stiles reported the information back to his dad. The Sheriff was pleased with what they found. Well, happy they found anything. He was quite upset about what information he did receive.

Allison went home, rather down. That little boy had nowhere to go when he did wake up.

Mr Argent had already heard from the Sheriff about the children, simply because he had wished to be kept in the loop. Those children, human children, had been tortured. He had known that the Klan would kill cubs, but even he wasn't aware of the torturing of the human children. He was disgusted.

The worst that he had heard from the Sheriff was that the leader had said that they were preventing the wolf from coming out by "beating the beast into submission" and "adding extra human in". The last part made him shiver. They were the real monsters, much like Isaac had said.

Mrs Argent, always the most observant person, said, "We need to help the little boy, Samuel."

Chris replied, "What can we do? He could still shift. You know as well as I do some wolves don't shift for the first time until as late as 15."

Victoria responded, "A hunter family, such as ours, could teach him control. And I'm sure Hale would take him into the Pack if he did shift." She paused and continued, "Actually, your point is even more reason for him to be with someone who knows the secret. What if he was in foster care and shifted? He could injure people and not know what was going on."

Chris inquired, "Shouldn't we speak to Allison about this first?"

Allison, answered, after being talked to about the situation, "I would love a little brother."

Ok, so this chapter probably sucks ass. It was a nice big bitch to write, which is 70% of the reason it took so long.

Next up should be some Allison flavoured fluff. I think.